The biggest rogue stands up and grabs
and out of fear of losing the spoils
the coalition joins in
The poor gopher his back must be broken
spends all afternoon trying to dig a hole
with his front paws to escape into the ground
Should he be killed with a shovel? or let nature
'take its course' By morning it's disappeared
underground
Am I 'in touch' re contemporary life
Should I even Think of the myth of a place
'conducive to creativity'
And still sing 'Don't give up'
The sun starts to lighten
the slightly overcast Pacific sky
Home is the center
of all the routes & paths & detours
take your time
you'll get there
'Could you please leave Arafat alone for a while
as you are distracting 'our' plans for war
and we don't want anyone to have to hold
two thoughts in their head
at one time.'
We need an immediate regime change here
can we wait?
Rise up and start Saving!
Oh hateful yucky Mr. Bush & his Cabinet
of Horrors Oh Queen Victoria
come back and teach them
the language of diplomacy
to improve this painful world
or at least
how to subjugate
with benevolence
And spare us the images
of the strutting, posturing, smirking
'commander in chief'
going for broke and then hopefully
Going Broke
Snorting in the little grove of plum
the young buck is waiting for the doe
It's not lose-lose for him
He doesn't
Have to Win
October 6, 2002
